She couldn't stand it!"Please, oh, please, lick my asshole! Ohhh, Robert, will you... will you lick it? Please, do it! Ohhh, it feels so good. Ah-ah!"... Her breath came in sharp gasps as she moaned in extreme lust. Her asshole quivered, and she shook her butt from side to side.Robert momentarily stopped his licking. He snarled, "Shut up, bitch. I told you I'm in charge here. You're gonna push me too far, and I'm gonna send you home. Not before I tell everything I found when I came home, though.". I got there a little late and was stopped at the doorby a large bald bouncer who told me I needed a date tosee the show.“It’s OK Mike. He’s with me,” Danea said as she walkedup and gave me a big kiss slipping her tongue into mymouth.She led me to a small table toward the back of theroom. The room was filled with t-girls. Sexy outfitsand celebrity impersonators were everywhere. The lightsdimmed and the show began. Cher sung a couple of songsand she was followed by Whitney. "He slowly worked his way up my leg and was stroking my calf. He stopped and looked at me for a minute, a little crease appearing on his forehead. Then his hands went from my calf to my thigh, just above the knee, massaging and stroking my leg. It felt wonderful with his hands getting higher. The fluttering in my belly was turning into a little fire. I could feel myself getting wet but I was determined to have my way with this."Are you listening to a word I am saying Randy?" I asked in a little. She was wearing a very exotic perfume, and her make up had been applied with great care. Her hair hung down her back, and she had obviously used a very highly erotic perfume.She was dressed very smartly and quite sexily, her skirt was perhaps shorter than is normally worn by most girls these days. Her breasts were very prominent, and not in any way encumbered by wearing a bra, and her boobs were almost hanging out of her nearly see through blouse. The whole ambience did nothing to stop my cock.